<p class="tit-song">ROOT HOG OR DIE <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page254" name="page254"></SPAN>(p. 254)</span></p>
<p>When I was a young man I lived on the square,<br/>
I never had any pocket change and I hardly thought it fair;<br/>
So out on the crosses I went to rob and to steal,<br/>
And when I met a peddler oh, how happy I did feel.</p>
<p>One morning, one morning, one morning in May<br/>
I seen a man a-coming, a little bit far away;<br/>
I seen a man a-coming, come riding up to me<br/>
"Come here, come here, young fellow, I'm after you to-day."</p>
<p>He taken me to the new jail, he taken me to the new jail,<br/>
And I had to walk right in.<br/>
There all my friends went back on me<br/>
And also my kin.</p>
<p>I had an old rich uncle, who lived in the West,<br/>
He heard of my misfortune, it wouldn't let him rest;<br/>
He came to see me, he paid my bills and score,—<br/>
I have been a bad boy, I'll do so no more.</p>
<p>There's Minnie and Alice and Lucy likewise,<br/>
They heard of my misfortune brought tears to their eyes.<br/>
I've <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page255" name="page255"></SPAN>(p. 255)</span> told 'em my condition, I've told it o'er and o'er;<br/>
So I've been a bad boy, I'll do so no more.</p>
<p>I will go to East Texas to marry me a wife,<br/>
And try to maintain her the balance of my life;<br/>
I'll try to maintain; I'll lay it up in store<br/>
I've been a bad boy, I'll do so no more.</p>
<p>Young man, you robber, you had better take it fair,<br/>
Leave off your marshal killing and live on the square;<br/>
Should you meet the marshal, just pass him by;<br/>
And travel on the muscular, for it's root hog or die.</p>
<p>When I drew my money I drew it all in cash<br/>
And off to see my Susan, you bet I cut a dash;<br/>
I spent my money freely and went it on a bum,<br/>
And I love the pretty women and am bound to have my fun.</p>
<p>I used to sport a white hat, a horse and buggy fine,<br/>
Courted a pretty girl and always called her mine;<br/>
But all my courtships proved to be in vain,<br/>
For they sent me down to Huntsville to wear the ball and chain.</p>
<p>Along came my true love, about twelve o'clock,<br/>
Saying, "Henry, O Henry, what sentence have you got?"<br/>
The jury found me guilty, the judge would allow no stay,<br/>
So they sent me down to Huntsville to wear my life away.</p>
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